He worked in the confines of Genesis Labs, a research facility that was under contractual obligations for the United States Government. His name was Michael Abrhams. A phone sounded. “What do you want?” answered the sleepy Michael. The voice on the other side replied, “It’s of the utmost importance that you get down here right this instant!” “I’ll be there as quick as I can”, answered Michael as he quickly got dressed and grabbed his belongings. On the evening of July 7, Michael left his apartment.

Michael entered his automobile and proceeded down Edenton Street. He made a quick left onto Fullton Avenue followed by a right on Alberts Drive. “Holy crap!” screamed Michael and his 1997 Ferrari slammed right into a deer. The dead deer lay dormant on the road in front of him. Michael left his car and pushed the monstrosity to the side of the road. “Well that wasn’t so bad,” remarked Michael as he climbed back into the driver’s seat. He then sped down the road to make up for lost time.

Now keep this in mind, going 77 on a 55 MPH road isn’t too brilliant, but that is just what Michael did. “What else could happen to me this evening?” he figured. All of a sudden, he saw something in front of his car, and then a thud. “I swear to God…,” remarked the frustrated man as he again pulled over. It was a bird that was barely in flight when it met its untimely doom. “Jesus Christ,” remarked Michael and he once again entered his now blood spattered Ferarri. He continued on his voyage.

Michael finally reached the Genesis complex and exited his car. The bright sunny day that was had vanished into a shroud of darkness. The moon and the stars were absent in the night’s foggy sky. Michael entered his key-code into the machine that would grant him access to his building. The man methodically punched 7142128 and proceeded towards his office. “Mary, do you know it’s my day off?” Michael inquired. Her answer was inaudible to Michael as he already left his secretary’s desk and headed towards his destination.

There were some people who were frantically running about the building. Each was going their own separate way. Ironically, however, some didn’t even know what the hell was going on. One fast runner didn’t see where he was running and slammed right into Michael. The force threw him into one of the potted plants that lined the hallway. The pot cracked and broke into many pieces as the plant fell dying onto the floor. Michael got up and gingerly headed on his way.

Michael limped into a top secret military briefing due to Michael being the head of Genesis’ nuclear defense team. “It’s urgent, Michael; very urgent. Iraq has positioned nuclear weapons at us and they are ready to strike at any moment.” “What has the president said?” asked a shocked Michael. After hearing the dreadful reply, Michael was tapped into the White House and gave precise instructions on how the company’s nuclear system worked and the magnitude of devastation it would cause. Some time passed, and nuclear weapons were used. The skies of the civilized world collapsed and darkness fell upon the land.

Chaos ran free throughout what was left of the planet. Rogue terrorist nations got their hands on nuclear material and used them to blow up whatever they saw fit. The world was in chaos. All light left had vanished. Darkness had eaten the land whole. There was now nothing. Everything…was gone.

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